Estadio Azteca
Andrés Calamaro
Azteca Stadium
Lit
To your empty bottle
The one that used to always taste like nothing
Squeezing my fingers
Holding on, giving my life
To that barrier
When I was a child
And I met the Azteca stadium
I was stunned, crushed to see the giant
As an adult, the same thing happened to me again
But I was already tough long before
They say
They say
There's a world of temptations
There are also candies
Shaped like hearts
They say
Good, bad
They say more or less
They say there's something to have
And not many of us have
And not many of us have
I thank the Virgin, I thank the Lord
Because amidst so much rigor, and having asked for so much
I didn't lose my love for singing or my voice, as a singer
Lit
To your empty bottle
The one that used to always taste like nothing
I ask for attention to silence
And silence to attention
That on this occasion, if memory helps me
I'll tell you that my story was missing the best
